With a black patch on his retina, Long Qi felt pretty uncomfortable. He adjusted his visual interface, confirmed that the Live Stream Room showed no signs of recovering, and exited the page—only to discover that it was not just the Live Stream Room. All of ZM had crashed.
"What a shocking entrance..."
He tossed out a quip and fixed his gaze on the few newcomers on deck—though in truth, there was only one person who made him want to blurt out praise.
She had just descended from the sky on a rope with dashing flair. Yet only after she landed did Long Qi realize that this lady was actually the mature and elegant type.
Her hair was swept tightly and boldly back against her scalp, yet her face remained flawless. She wore a pure black double-breasted suit dress with half-length sleeves, crisp and tailored, radiating immense presence. The hem had a simple asymmetrical design, exposing her long, slender legs, which seemed to glow softly.
In fact, the entire lady seemed to shine. Long Qi suspected that even if the Live Stream Room had been working properly, it would probably have blown up the moment she appeared on camera.
The only strange thing was that he did not recognize such a beautiful lady. Well, she looked somewhat familiar, but they definitely had never dealt with each other directly. She probably was not the particularly high-profile sort in Inner World circles.
Who was she? Boss Ronan's new secretary?
It did not seem like it.
Judging by her attitude toward Ronan, she was indeed respectful, but perhaps overly so.
"Professor Ronan, I've caused you trouble."
Ronan smiled. "Not at all. Tonight, I brought Raven and the others here to livestream a mission... Has the Live Stream Room crashed?"
The latter question was directed